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Jun 2021
The fumbling hand doesn't lie
uncertainty is a true thing
of aiming

Unlisten to the metallic framework
given to all kids, read aloud
sounds like

Certainty just because we want it
granted to all, before the fall
feels like
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
  289
   dilshé, Khoisan and Diverse TV
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